Chapitre 7: Chapter 7 Food for Immortal Birds
After Wharton and Saru bargained, both sides were satisfied.
Wharton understood that no matter how potential he was and how powerful the mythological space was, he still needed some external help for the time being. It was just at the start.
On the other hand, Saru was overjoyed. From this moment on, Wharton•Campbell, who was favored by God of Magic and would definitly have a bright future, was firmly tied up with them.
The investment in advance would definitely bring a rich return.
After all, Saru knew that even Andrews, the chief mage of the court, hadn't showed such a powerful fireball skill after he became a god-favored man.
He had heard about it from his teacher when he was an apprentice.
It was said that after Andrews was promoted to a level-1 mage overnight, his fireball skill could blow up a small wooden house. The power was far beyond ordinary.
But what about Wharton?
His fireball skill could blow up half a yard and even a solid stone house with a single blow! Or a small forest.
Moreover, he was just a mage apprentice!
It meant that the purity of Wharton’s magic was even higher than that of Andrew’s. The magic power quality was better.
He even doubted in his heart whether this guy was a descendant of the God of Magic! Otherwise, how could a country bumpkin like Reto•Campbell have such an excellent son?
Of course, such a guess could never be revealed.
Otherwise, even if he was a level-2 mage, Baron Campbell would have to go all out with him regardless of the law of the kingdom?
"Sir Saru..."
"Call my name, Wade."
Wade•Saru, this was his full name.
Since Wharton was recommended to school by his teacher, the relationship between them was closer. They were about half brothers.
Since they had said so, Wharton didn't refuse.
He smiled and said, "Sir, when are we going to the capital Duroc city?"
Speaking of this, the smile on Saru’s face disappeared and he became a little helpless.
He told Wharton and the others that he was going to deal with some important private affairs in the Frost Duchy in the north of the continent and he just passed through the territory of the Campbell clan.
If he went south with Wharton to the capital cit, it would probably take a lot of time.
So he had no choice but to write a letter and give Wharton a ring as a token. Then he asked Wharton to take them to the Golden Rose Magic School alone.
Wharton accepted.
He was a man of action, and after obtaining the “mythological space”, he was more confident. He decided to set off for the Duroc City after lunch tomorrow.
Baron Campbell was half happy and half worried.
The good thing was that his family might be able to reach a height that he could not imagine in the past. Viscount? Count?
Not enough!
He firmly believed that his beloved son would at least be qualified to be a marquis in the future. The Campbell clan would become a noble clan and the real upper class of the kingdom.
What worried him most was that the son had never been too far away from him since he was born. His son had to go to the capital city a thousand miles away alone.
So that night, Baron Campbell began to prepare all kinds of materials needed on the road, and arranged accompanying people and so on. He was busy all night.
But what about Wharton?
He wasn't worried at all.
At the same time, he was excited and expectant!
He had been in this world for sixteen years, but he hadn't gone far to see the whole world.
The furthest two trips were to visit the territory of the neighboring Baron Modu, and to congratulate the viscount’s birthday with his father.
The places he had been to were not as big as New York in his previous life!
Think about it. In his previous life, how can he image that he hadn't been out of New York for sixteen years? He must not be an introvert.
At night.
Wharton was alone in his room. He was going to the mythological space again.
He thought to himself, “Enter the mythological space!'
"Swoosh!"!
The surrounding scenery changed, and he instantly came to the mythological space from his bedroom. First he was in the white clouds, and then he felt like he was falling.
As soon as he opened her eyes, he saw a fiery red shadow pouncing on him. He heard a joyful chirp of birds.
Bang.
The immortal bird, Flamer, crashed into his arms, causing him to fall onto the soft grass. A fluffy round body was wriggling in his arms, very intimate.
"Ha ha, don't touch me anymore."
Wharton laughed and picked up Flamer with his hands, feeling it much heavier. It seemed to have grown up. Now it was as big as a goose.
So he opened the system's attribute panel to check.
Race: immortal birds
Name: Flamer
Growth: level 2 of infancy
Talent: proficient in fire magic (can be shared 0/100)
Skills: fly, fire, claw attack, fire magic immunity (newly added)
Nest: sun altar (preliminary stage)
"Wow, it has been upgraded? That's good. Then the power of fire magic I can borrow should be stronger.What's more, it has another skill, which means the fire magic doesn't work on it at all. "
The immortal bird was an ancient mythical beast born in flames! It was said that it was the incarnation of fire elements, so it was not afraid of the fire magic.
Wharton was also very happy.
It seemed that the sun altar had made the birds grow at a very fast speed.
But he also knew that it couldn't always be like this.
Just like the online game he had played in his previous life, the early stage of the game role upgrading was very fast. But in the later stage, it was more difficult and slow
Purr! Purr!
A strange voice suddenly came.
Huh?
Wharton lowered his head to look for the source of the voice, only to find that it seemed to be from... the belly of the immortal bird.
"Little guy, is your belly screaming?"
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
The immortal bird, Flamer, looked a little shy. It lowered his fluffy head and gently bumped into Wharton. It seemed to be saying, "I'm hungry."
It turned out that the sun altar, as the nest of the immortal birds, could only allow the immortal birds to stay and grow. But it couldn't feed it.
At the same time, a light sound was heard.
The system triggered a new task.
“Task: Open up a farmland and plant lava fruit.”
“Task reward: experience points x 5, gold coins x 10”
Wharton was already familiar with the process, so he found the option of "farmland openup" on the construction bar of the system and paid 50 gold coins.
In an instant, a piece of grass beside the sun altar was opened and plowed by an invisible force, turning into a square field with a side of ten meters long.
How amazing the efficiency and quality was!
Wharton thought that if the farmer in his territory was so efficient, his father's tax income would at least increase by dozens of times?
Cadeaux
-- Cadeau
reçu État de l’alimentation hebdomadaire
-- Classement
Power Stone 
-- Power
stone